The legitimate daughter is reborn and cannot escape after being provoked by the tyrant

Tuoba Xuan entered the yard with a rage in his heart, but stopped the moment he stepped into the yard.

He watched the scene in the yard quietly. The flames that rushed to his head seemed to be extinguished by a basin of cold water, and there was no spark left.

In the yard, he saw his mother and Mo Xiao sitting at the same table. There were some food on the table, all of which were warm and easy to digest, just suitable for his mother who was old and weak.

Mo Xiao was personally pouring a cup of hot tea for his mother and chatting with her about daily life, without showing any of the arrogance of an emperor.

"I, I can do it myself. I dare not trouble Your Majesty!" His mother still seemed a little timid, and her words were full of caution.

Mo Xiao smiled gently and said to his mother: "You are from the Central Plains, so you are my people. In this foreign country, we are even more like a family. Why do you have to be so polite to me?"

"Besides, your son is now my friend. From his perspective, you are my elder, so you shouldn't be polite to me."

His mother looked a little hesitant: "Xuan'er, he..."

"You have brought him up very well," Mo Xiao smiled and said softly, "When he first arrived in the capital, he showed extraordinary talent, which made everyone very convinced of him."

"By the way, did you teach him how to paint? I saw it once and it really amazed me."

Speaking of her son, this woman who had been enslaved all her life finally straightened her back a little, and the smile on her face relaxed a lot.

"How could I have the ability to teach him? He figured it out on his own." The old woman's eyes were red as she spoke softly, "I am sorry for him. I gave birth to him but I couldn't give him a good life. He had to suffer with me since he was a child. He is such a smart child. If he had the opportunity to study, he would have achieved great success. It was all my fault that he was delayed."

Tuoba Xuan's brothers and sisters were all taught poetry, books, riding and shooting, but Tuoba Xuan was the only one who worked so hard while others were studying that he didn't even have enough to eat a full meal.

She felt guilty, but there was nothing she could do.

Seeing this, Mo Xiao was moved and comforted him softly: "You have done very well, don't blame yourself. I think he will definitely not blame you at all. With such a good heart, he will definitely understand your difficulties."

"Besides, everything is fine now. You and he no longer have to suffer the same grievances as before."

Tuoba Xuan's mother raised her hand to wipe the corners of her eyes, looked up at Mo Xiao for a moment, and suddenly stood up and knelt down, saying in a trembling voice: "Your Majesty, can you, can you let him go?"

Mo Xiao paused, then reached out to pull his mother up: "If you have anything to say, just talk about it. There's no need to do this."

His mother, however, did not get up. She choked up and said, "It's not easy for him. It's really not easy. He has never had a good day. I don't want him to be trapped in this cage. I want him to be happy."

For a moment, Mo Xiao was moved by such pure maternal love.

She is just an ordinary woman. She cannot give strong support to her son, but her love is not insignificant at all.

Before Mo Xiao could respond, Tuoba Xuan, who had been standing at the door for an unknown period of time, suddenly rushed over and reached out to pull his mother up from the ground: "Mom, stop kneeling."

He looked at his mother with red eyes, suppressed all his emotions, and said to his mother: "I'm fine, don't worry about me."